The Forbidden Alpha

Gabe

“You want to go to brunch?” I asked. “As in, the two of us?” My fingers twitched and my palms got clammy. This sounded too much like a date and I wasn’t doing dates any time soon. Don’t get me wrong, Leo was hot but emotional baggage and all prevented me from even thinking of moving on.

“Lies,” My wolf murmured.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I grumbled.

“It’s not that the emotional baggage is preventing you from moving on,” Felix said.

“Then what is it?” I asked.

My wolf smiled and I fought the urge to smile in return. “You’re not interested in using Leo to move on or forget. There’s only one person you want to tickle your pickle and he tends to be of the suit-wearing variety.”

Felix’s words hit too close to home but I pretended to ignore him as Leo shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah, just brunch,” Leo said. “I didn’t eat anything before I came to get you and you didn’t get to eat any of those bagels this morning from your ‘non-boyfriend’.” He used finger quotes around the non-boyfriend. “I’d say you are as hungry as I am.” As if on cue, my stomach growled. “See? He agrees with me and you can get to know me,” Leo said in response.

“I don’t need friends and I don’t need to get to know you,” I said.

The silence stretches between us. “Don’t be like that,” Leo said.

“Be like what?” I asked.

“Like you wouldn’t spend time with me if I was the last person on earth. I’m new here and you are one of the first people I’ve met outside my old pack that I’d actually like to hang out with. On top of that, we’re working together. If we’re going to see each other often, shouldn’t we know each other?” He asked.

And there it was again, that ugly feeling, guilt. I knew what it was like to be the new guy. I’d been the new guy here but I had Ady… and I had… “Fine. Let’s get brunch,” I started, “as friends.”

He lit up like a puppy and I got to my feet before I gave in to the urge to pet his head. I looked down at him and offered my hand instead. Leo took it and I pulled him to his feet. He didn’t say anything and I was starting to wonder if something was wrong. He was quiet. I leaned in and nudged him.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“I’m just surprised,” he said.

“About?” I asked.

“I fully expected you to say no to brunch,” he said.

“But I said yes,” I said.

“You said yes,” he repeated.

“Yeah, I mean… I’m hungry and I wouldn’t mind… some company.”

“Sweet, do you know any good breakfast places?” Leo asked as we headed off the field.

“Matter of fact, I do,” I said. I’ve been thinking of those waffles I had with Ady.

***

Adea

When I woke up it was already noon and Ethan wasn’t in bed. The sound of the shower told me where he was and the smell of pancakes led me to the breakfast on the table. There was a platter of pancakes stacked high, scrabbled eggs, bacon, and sausage. My mouth began to water and my eyes trailed over the bowl of fruits and jug of orange juice. The food was untouched and I stretched before getting out of bed.

I wouldn’t bother with clothes, I had a hunger and it wasn’t for food. Steam billowed out from the bathroom as the door swung open and I took a step into the warm room. Ethan stood in the shower, his eyes closed, and the water cascaded down his body. I took a moment to look at him, the tattoos that lined his biceps and chest, the hard-defined abs that teased me, and the powerful thighs that stood on both sides of one of my favorite parts of him.

His eyes opened as I pulled open the glass door and stepped in. I was going to say good morning but his mouth found mine and he kissed me hungrily as his arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me in. I sighed as the hot water splashed over me. I kissed his chest and started to trail lower when he grabbed my chin and pulled me up. He wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled me up into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held onto him tightly.

He lined himself with my entrance and I felt his tip against my folds. He leaned forward and kissed my neck, sucking, licking, biting as he thrust into me and impaled me on his hard length. I gasped as he filled me and he groaned at the feeling of me clenching around him.

“Ethan,” I breathed.

He lifted me slowly and I felt every inch as it left me and he pulled me down so I took inch by inch again. I moaned and he captured my lips. I held onto his shoulders, my nails digging into skin as he lifted me up and slammed me down on his thick cock over and over again. I was getting drunk on the feeling of him stretching me, filling me.

“Fuck,” he growled, “You were made for me.”

His fingers bit into my hips as I slid up and down his length roughly. I arched my back as he took what he wanted from me and gave in return. I clenched around him as his pace quickened. I let him use me for his pleasure and I moaned as I tightened around him.

I came with his name on my lips and he groaned as my orgasm pushed him into oblivion. He followed me grunting my name as he thrust into me as he came. His grip tightened as he spilled into me and he held me until I was full of him. He gently placed me on the floor, his hands found my cheeks, and he leaned down to kiss me.

“Good morning,” he said with a laugh after we broke apart.